The Queen's Confessional
Jul 17, 2015 0:29:20 GMT -8
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Post by Anja Rosenthal on Jul 17, 2015 0:29:20 GMT -8
It has been a long time since I have felt truly at peace. But as my newborn daughter Adria sleeps quietly in her crib next to me, I feel such calm in the storm of my mind. Perhaps i am being poetic, or sappy, but I have no had reason to write in some time.
So much has happened in the last decade almost, since I have last written and I had to find a new book... my journal was dropped in the waters it seems... and the words, lost. This is of no concern, I didn't lose many important things, only my rediscovery of handwriting... though I suppose that might have been memorable.
But I shall not weep over spilled ink.
I find that I have become more and more willing to discuss what happened during Red Rivers. I no longer weep for the loss of my friend, Queen Ishya. I know she rests quietly in her deathbed. I suppose this would be a good a place and time as any to tell my story... or... tell what happened in the last ten years.
I guess I should start at the beginning. I had known Ishya for years, and she ruled for... probably near three decades here in Valesk. When I arrived I spent most of my time alone, out in the open waters. But, I eventually found my way to the shoal that lived under Valesk. This was after my time with Zeriyk, teaching him to live under water... and then he went to land.
But that is another story for another time.
I met her first, she was sitting in some... giant clam or something. I thought her so pompous as she counted gold there. But, we quickly became friends... she reminded me of someone from another place. Another island. Another home.
She brought me in. This was... not even a year before Red Rivers. She made me her council. I took the title Idani back then. I was an elder, even older than Ishya herself, and she took my words close to heart. This title still meant the same... but to Ishya, it meant I was acting as the mother elder, the wise words of the shoal. I never knew just how much she trusted and cared for me. I guess I should have assumed. We acted like sisters, and we spent nearly all our time together.
I remember little bits and pieces of that night. They all drill pain into me. I sometimes think of what happened and... get this horrid pain in my leg...
I remember the quakes, how the earth shook with the constructions of Lower Aberwyth.
I was asleep but I woke up with the sounds of... screams. Well, what constitutes a scream in Mermish. It was.... horrible. I can't remember much till the sharks came barreling down the cave tunnels.
Most of it is a blur of pain, blood, and crunching sounds that deafened me. The shark took Ishya first, took a bite out of her side and... her whole right hip and half her stomach was gone....
I tried to beat it's gills... but it got a hold of my tail, took a bite.. and then my arm when I tried to beat it's nose.
I know that... something happened... the shark left... but wounded and I can't remember what happened. All I remember is holding my friend as she died.
She left me with this shoal. I always felt it was because I was the only one who hadn't died or left out of fear or anger. But... I guess maybe it was supposed to happen the way it did. I was already a mother to this shoal, and even if it had dispersed, I still needed to take care of what was left.
But enough sad talks of Red Rivers.
I can sit here and look at Adria, and I just... feel peace. All the pain and hard work of the past decade... it's like she just... washes it away like water.
I have slowly been rediscovering the waters... and not in the way it sounds. I am gradually gaining back my ability to work with my element. It's like... learning to breathe again.
It's like Adria...... she reset something in me... somehow. Maybe I am just making up ideas in my mind to create an excuse as to why its happened. Maybe I just blocked some part of me out when the sharks attacked. Maybe I am just gaining it back?
I don't know, nor do I really care. I am loved, and happy, and I have a beautiful baby girl.
What else could I ask for?
Oh, she is waking up, that is all I have time for right now. I shall write more later.
So much has happened in the last decade almost, since I have last written and I had to find a new book... my journal was dropped in the waters it seems... and the words, lost. This is of no concern, I didn't lose many important things, only my rediscovery of handwriting... though I suppose that might have been memorable.
But I shall not weep over spilled ink.
I find that I have become more and more willing to discuss what happened during Red Rivers. I no longer weep for the loss of my friend, Queen Ishya. I know she rests quietly in her deathbed. I suppose this would be a good a place and time as any to tell my story... or... tell what happened in the last ten years.
I guess I should start at the beginning. I had known Ishya for years, and she ruled for... probably near three decades here in Valesk. When I arrived I spent most of my time alone, out in the open waters. But, I eventually found my way to the shoal that lived under Valesk. This was after my time with Zeriyk, teaching him to live under water... and then he went to land.
But that is another story for another time.
I met her first, she was sitting in some... giant clam or something. I thought her so pompous as she counted gold there. But, we quickly became friends... she reminded me of someone from another place. Another island. Another home.
She brought me in. This was... not even a year before Red Rivers. She made me her council. I took the title Idani back then. I was an elder, even older than Ishya herself, and she took my words close to heart. This title still meant the same... but to Ishya, it meant I was acting as the mother elder, the wise words of the shoal. I never knew just how much she trusted and cared for me. I guess I should have assumed. We acted like sisters, and we spent nearly all our time together.
I remember little bits and pieces of that night. They all drill pain into me. I sometimes think of what happened and... get this horrid pain in my leg...
I remember the quakes, how the earth shook with the constructions of Lower Aberwyth.
I was asleep but I woke up with the sounds of... screams. Well, what constitutes a scream in Mermish. It was.... horrible. I can't remember much till the sharks came barreling down the cave tunnels.
Most of it is a blur of pain, blood, and crunching sounds that deafened me. The shark took Ishya first, took a bite out of her side and... her whole right hip and half her stomach was gone....
I tried to beat it's gills... but it got a hold of my tail, took a bite.. and then my arm when I tried to beat it's nose.
I know that... something happened... the shark left... but wounded and I can't remember what happened. All I remember is holding my friend as she died.
She left me with this shoal. I always felt it was because I was the only one who hadn't died or left out of fear or anger. But... I guess maybe it was supposed to happen the way it did. I was already a mother to this shoal, and even if it had dispersed, I still needed to take care of what was left.
But enough sad talks of Red Rivers.
I can sit here and look at Adria, and I just... feel peace. All the pain and hard work of the past decade... it's like she just... washes it away like water.
I have slowly been rediscovering the waters... and not in the way it sounds. I am gradually gaining back my ability to work with my element. It's like... learning to breathe again.
It's like Adria...... she reset something in me... somehow. Maybe I am just making up ideas in my mind to create an excuse as to why its happened. Maybe I just blocked some part of me out when the sharks attacked. Maybe I am just gaining it back?
I don't know, nor do I really care. I am loved, and happy, and I have a beautiful baby girl.
What else could I ask for?
Oh, she is waking up, that is all I have time for right now. I shall write more later.
